Dressed as the evil daughter-in-law of a peasant family, the general becomes the darling of her hand

"Xiaorou! Come and see! The Hanfu that little sister is wearing is so beautiful!"

Fang Qingrou opened her eyes, and the surroundings seemed to be filtered, and they were all white. She looked at the person who was speaking, and that person turned out to be her friend Chen Lele from her previous life!
"Xiaorou! Look!" Chen Lele pointed at the girl in Hanfu who was about to walk away. When she turned around, she saw Fang Qingrou and frowned, "Xiaorou, your Hanfu is too ugly!"

"Lele, how could you..."

Why did Lele appear?Is she in a dream now?

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Lele took out her mobile phone and entered Hanfu on the search page. All kinds of clothes suddenly appeared on the screen. "Look, these clothes are very good-looking. If they were designed and sold in ancient times, they would definitely be good." Make money!"

"That's right! Why didn't I think of that!" Fang Qingrou was in a state of enlightenment. She wanted to hug Lele, but her hug was empty.

Chen Lele looked at the time, "Oh, I can't talk to you anymore. It's almost too late. I have to leave. Please be well!"

"Don't, don't go!" Fang Qingrou was woken up by her sleep talking.

It was still dark outside, so she sighed and calmed down. "It's been a long time since I dreamed about her."

Fang Qingrou closed her eyes and planned to continue sleeping. In just two seconds, she suddenly sat up from the bed and said, "That's right! Clothes! Hanfu!"

Thinking of this, she couldn't sleep either, so she simply got up and lit a candle, sat at the table and started drawing on paper.

A rooster raised by someone unknown crows loudly at dawn.

Fang Qingrou looked out the window and stretched.

Mrs. Song got up early and was careful not to make any noise that would affect Fang Qingrou's rest. However, as soon as she reached Fang Qingrou's door, the door was opened.

"Why did you get up so early today?"

Fang Qingrou rubbed her eyes, "I didn't sleep last night. I was thinking about something."

"What, you didn't sleep all night?"

"No, I must have slept for more than an hour."

Mrs. Song sighed, "You can't do it without sleeping. What will you do if you are exhausted? Just wait, I will cook and eat something later, and then go back and take a nap."

Fang Qingrou agreed, but she still went out to Baiweizhai after dinner. Now that Sun Wuyang reported every day, she didn't have to worry about finding him.

On the second floor, Fang Qingrou showed Sun Wuyang and Cui Yun the drawings they drew overnight. The beautiful clothes in the drawings instantly captured Cui Yun's heart.

"This is so beautiful, Xiaorou, you are so awesome!"

Although Sun Wuyang doesn't understand women, he also has an aesthetic sense. As a man, he feels that if a woman passes by him wearing these clothes, he can't help but take a second look.

"I plan to open a ready-made clothing store. When the store opens, I want to hire Mr. Sun as the shopkeeper."

When Sun Wuyang heard that there was something of his own here, he immediately cheered up and said, "Okay! No problem!"

But the question soon came: "I've never been a shopkeeper, is this okay?"

Fang Qingrou smiled slightly, "Just because you have seen so much, you can definitely do it!"

"But that's right. Who in Ningyuan Town doesn't know me, Sun Wuyang! I don't believe that there are still people who dare to make trouble in the store I'm guarding!"

"Then do you have enough money on hand?" Cui Yun said, "I still have some savings. If you need it, just ask."

Fang Qingrou held Cui Yun's hand gratefully, "With these words from my sister, I feel so warm in my heart!"

Sun Wuyang hurriedly said, "I also have money, you can talk to me!" After saying that, he also handed over his hand.

Cui Yun covered his face with a handkerchief and chuckled, "What are you doing? Do you want us, Rouer, to hold your hand?" Sun Wuyang blushed, quickly retracted his hand, and changed the subject, "We will do things together in the future. , don’t call me Mr. Sun, just call me Wu Yang!”

"Okay, then you and Xiaorou can just call me Sister Yun."

Sun Wuyang looked at Fang Qingrou, "Which one of us is older?"

According to modern age, Fang Qingrou is naturally older than Sun Wuyang, but now Fang Qingrou is only 16 years old, four years younger than Sun Wuyang.

"We are about the same age, just call me Xiaorou."

A few people agreed on the name, and Sun Wuyang went to find the store. Fang Qingrou hung a sign recruiting tailors at the door of the Duck Shop. The customers who came to buy duck products were curious, "This boss's business is so big! They are all starting to recruit." Tailor!"

"It's all up to you guys to enjoy the food!" The waiter was a good talker and made several guests very happy.

The sign was put up for a long time without anyone asking, until just when it was about to close, a thin man in thin clothes walked over.

"Are you looking for a tailor here?"

The clerk looked at this man. He was wearing single clothes in the middle of winter, and his exposed hands were slightly purple from the cold. "You, wait a minute, I'll go find the boss."

Fang Qingrou was talking to Cui Yun in Baiweizhai at this time. When she heard that someone was applying for the job, she quickly got up and came to Eat Duck with Cui Yun.

The man was sitting in the duck. Although he was shaking a little from the cold, his posture was still upright and there was nothing wrong with it.

"This is our boss."

The moment the man saw Fang Qingrou, he didn't show any surprise like the other men. He just stood up and bowed respectfully, "I am from Xia Shen Tingshan, a person from Suzhou, and my family has been making clothes for generations. If you don't believe it, I can tell you immediately." Production.”

Fang Qingrou was very satisfied with her straight to the point without any politeness.

"You come with me."

Fang Qingrou took this man to Baiweizhai, pointed to a piece of blue clothing and cotton on the table and said to him, "Use these to make a piece of clothing. It must be warm and decent, and it must be beautiful and in good shape..."

She looked around the crowd and said, "Just make it according to your size. I don't have much time, so hurry up."

"Yes."

Shen Tingshan didn't need to make a draft on the cloth at all, he cut it directly, and the sound of tearing the silk resounded in the room. Fang Qingrou and Cui Yun sat down at the tea table next to them, observing Shen Tingshan's movements.

Although he was dressed shabbily, when she picked up the needle, her whole temperament instantly changed, like a noble man sitting in front of the window reading a book, elegant and handsome.

"This man seems to have a lot of trouble." Cui Yundao said.

"Is there a moment? We need to wait until the clothes are made to find out."

Cui Yun smiled half-heartedly, "You deliberately asked this person to make cotton-padded clothes according to his own size."

Seeing that Fang Qingrou didn't speak, Cui Yun continued, "How can I understand you if others don't understand you? You just can't bear to see others suffering in front of you."

"It's a big help if he can do a good job. If he doesn't do a good job, we'll have a good tailor. If he doesn't do a good job, he should treat it as a good deed. In this cold weather, I can't do the kind of thing of watching others freeze." A death move.”

"You're right, but this man doesn't look like an ordinary tailor from his temperament to his conversation. He might be the young master of a down-and-out family who has been exiled!"

"No matter what kind of declining noble he is, if his craftsmanship is not up to par, I won't accept him!"

In less than an hour, Shen Tingshan, who had been busy, stopped what he was doing and said, "You two, it's done!"

Fang Qingrou looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes, unexpectedly so quickly!
(End of this chapter)